Page 68 of Silenced

That this woman has been denied her rightful pleasure is something that bewilders me.

I’m many things, however a fool isn’t one.

Taking advantage of that, I flutter my tongue over her clit then suckle the entire area, knowing she’s sensitive there. Her hips buck, rearing up as she shoves her cunt in my face, and, satisfied, I continue in that vein, working her higher and higher until her thighs clench around my head.

Andthisis why she’s beautiful.

No hard, muscular lines but soft curves that cushion me as I eat her out.

Thrusting two fingers into her slit, I scissor them as I retreat, fucking her there with none of the care that I use to pleasure her clit.

Fast flicks to the tender nub have her hands clutching at my hair. I never do this with the mistresses I fuck but she can tear it from the roots if she wants.

Growling against her cunt, I slip down, spreading her slit wider so that I can thrust my tongue into her and savor her taste with no resistance.

Her ecstasy-soaked mewls are a soundtrack I could die hearing,willdie hearing, and I peer at her, finding her watching me with dazed eyes that are loaded with a confusion that’s borderline tangible.

She doesn’t want to like this, but she does.

She doesn’t want to need me, but she does.

I smile against her cunt and suckle one of her pussy lips before I lap at her. Her cheeks burn hotly at the noises we make together—my feasting isnotsilent—but she doesn’t break eye contact with me until, overwhelmed, her lashes shutter and close.

Brow furrowing as she writhes against me, I push my face deeper into her pussy and bask in her sunlight.

Bathed for the first time inher, I let myself go, devouring her like a man who’s been starved his whole life, savoring her heat when I’ve been locked out in the cold since forever.

When she sobs with her release, I take her through it, edging her higher, higher until she lets loose a scream.

My fingers grip her ass, following her as she writhes because I wouldn’t be surprised if she attempts to twist my neck in this chokehold.

I smirk as I lick her clit, gentling her once she shudders through her second orgasm. I don’t retreat, however. No, I stay right where I want to be, cushioned by her exquisite softness.

Her scent floods the air, charging every breath I take with her release.

My nostrils flare when I hear her mutter, “This is insane. This is insane. This is insane.”

Not only does she think I’m deaf, but I doubt she thought anyone would hear her anyway in that low whisper.

Unfortunately for her, my ears areverysensitive.

Inexplicably annoyed, I straighten to my feet. Her eyes widen at the abruptness of my motion then widen farther when my hands find my zipper.

“No,” she rasps, sitting up, her fingers shoving at my hips, one of her knees falling into what I’m starting to consider her default position as it automatically lifts to kick me in the balls.

I maneuver deeper between her legs so she can’t maim me, swiftly signing, “You. Are. Safe.”

They’re words I’ll repeat until she believes in them like they’re gospel-sent.

Not that they provide her with any comfort right now.

She turns to ice beneath me, her owl-like eyes gawking at me as if the Holy Trinity themselves have floated into the safe room.

My movements morph from sharp with irritation to slow, easy ones that would be simple for her to shield against.

Only… she doesn’t.

When I pin both her hands together at the wrists with one of my own while the other drops to my dick so I can start to jack off, a shocked gasp escapes her at the first stroke, but our eyes lock as she gapes at me.

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